Goofball

When I used to come home from work, Casey would have Riley in his highchair right in front of the back door so that Riley and the dogs would be the first thing I'd see when I got out of my car. The dogs would wag their tails, Riley would start wiggling and smiling and flailing his arms and legs. I thought that was comical.

But now, instead of Riley greeting me from his highchair, he is now standing at the back door. And instead of smiling and flailing his arms and legs in excitement, he now pounds on the glass with his hands and puts his mouth on the glass and licks it. The dogs are right next to him trying to knock him out of the way

I'm not sure which method of greeting I prefer, but either way, what a welcome sight after a long day.